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Goethe: Wanderer's Evening Song

Member since 2004 · Posted 2 Nov 2004 · 1 comment

Over every hill now: repose. From every tree now blows barely a breath. The tune of birds in the wood is through. Only wait wanderer, soon you will rest, too.

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